The camera switched on, to a lighted set. There was a small whisper in the background. "Are you sure that this is going to work?"

"Well, I am used to being in front of the camera, but I am sure that this is going to work. Where exactly did you get the film from?" came the other voice.

"I got it from my son's room. I watched the video feed, and figured I needed to add in my two cents. Is it on yet?" the first voice chimed in again.

"All right! Time to start!" At that, two men popped onto screen, huge smiles on their faces. One was an dark skinned man, while the other was pale. Both were decked out in ridiculous costumes. The darker skinned man spoke up. "So?"

The pale man slammed a fist into his right palm, pushing on the small, ridiculous mask that covered only his eyes. "Hello Hitsugaya Toshiro! I over heard and saw the tape! Apparently, you are very, very, very, very, very..."

The dark skinned man nudged the man with his stick. "Don Kanonoji says you're over doing it! This is to make a kiddie happy!"

"... very bummed. While Toshiro is a kid, believe me... when he next sees you, he will knuckle-knee bomb you where it hurts. He doesn't like his age refereed to," the pale faced man gave a weak smile.

"Isn't that one of the things he was bummed about?" Kanonoji asked.

"Yes... which means it is really bad, for you to have mentioned it," the apparently unnamed man spoke up.

"Oh..." there was a sudden sad face on the dark skinned man's face. "So... where should we start. I mean, there is no way the kid looks as weird as my apprentice, Kurosaki Ichigo?"

"Believe me from someone who knows the kid... I mean, who knows people, who knows people who know the kid... he happens to look as out of place," the other man stated, slapping his head hard.

"How so?" the man stated, scratching his chin.

"Look! The kid has these awesome green eyes, and really cool white hair! This... this isn't working..." the man with the mask spluttered out, his temper rising.

"Ahh... maybe you should do the talking. You know the kid. I mean, you know people, who know people, who know people, who know the kid," Kanonoji stated firmly.

"That's the plan Stan," the man in the mask grumbled.

"My name isn't Stan Kanonoji. It is Don Kanonoji," said the man with the stick.

"Anyways... Toshiro... let's say that your former taicho just happened to be alive? Something I know from people. Well, let's say he was alive... he'd say something like this." Suddenly the man stuck up to thumbs. "You're awesome!"

"That was lame..." the other man stated, going over to the camera.

"You're right... do you know how to erase this so we can do this over?" the one man stated, his hands flopping to his side.

"Uhh... no... I am trying to figure out how to turn this off... it's nearly as hard as turning it on..."

"Oh... great..." the other man muttered, just as the camera turned off.